Fairy Rock

But it isn’t until the “Glooming”, that the magical world of fairies on Rum Rock comes alive. For now we can see flickering fairy light coming from tiny fairy dwellings. In the gathering, swirling, inky darkness, we can hear fairy music, which is hard to describe. It sounds a bit like tiny silver wind chimes. But most impressive are the glowing golden orbs that float on the wind.

For those of you unfamiliar with fairy life, the Glooming is the fairies’ favorite time of day. It is that magical time, between sunset and full darkness. No wonder fairies love late June and early July, in the Thousand Islands. At this time of year, the sun sets around ten minutes till nine, but the last light seeps from the sky and darkness settles in around 9:35. In the interim is “The Glooming”, almost 50 minutes of that mystical, transitional time between night and day. The Glooming is when fairies are waking up from their day of sleep and preparing for night time festivities.

I’ve always loved fairies; as a child, I was certain fairies lived in the shady, fern-filled area behind the garage. In the spring, lilies-of-the-valley and violets bloomed amongst the ferns. When my eldest granddaughter was about three, she became enchanted with fairies after watching the movie, Hook, a continuation of the Peter Pan saga. She loved Tinkerbelle. About the same time, I arrived on Rum Rock in the springtime, for the first time, and the blooming of the lilies-of-the-valley and violets, amongst the ferns, revived my fairy fascination.

During those early years with Alison, we spent lots of time playing fairy, either inside the cottage, with pirate ships and a fairy tree house, or outside the cottage amongst the rocks and ferns. We had a favorite spot where we would construct fairy houses. On Alison’s eighth birthday, I wrote a book for her titled, “What I Know About Fairies”. It was a one of a kind, handmade book printed on dark brown paper and hand gilded in sparkly gold ink.

I did a lot of fairy research to write the book. I learned that fairies live anywhere. There are even fairies that live in towns and cities. There is an entire group of fairies devoted to living in old bookstores. As a former children’s librarian…I was fascinated with the idea of book fairies. But mostly, fairies love nature. Fairies love quiet spots and are particularly partial to islands, as this allows them the privacy and seclusion they crave. I looked around Rum Rock…perhaps we should rename it Fairy Rock.

Alison will turn sixteen this summer. Her interest in fairies has long since waned. Her thoughts now focus on obtaining her driver’s license, her friends, Pokémon Go (which is a game of catching fairies) and looking ahead to college. I miss our frolics into fairy world, but as luck would have it…I have two more potential fairy lovers arriving on Rum Rock this month, my younger two granddaughters, who are four and two. Looking forward to fairy teas, fairy house building and many more fairy tales.

Oh, did I mention that grand-parenting on Grenell Island is the very best thing in the world?